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AMC Sikandara
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Stepping into his office, Raheel Dadakhel slumped on the sofa under the window, feeling tired and frustrated. He had become the Chief Engineer at AMC Sikandara - the local branch of the Ivernian aeronautical firm - and had been summoned in his very first week to the Council for Defence in Old Shahdara, along with his counterparts from the two domestic Sikandari aeronautical firms which had begun expanding their focus on jets. The meeting had not been held in the Grand Councillor's office but rather in an anonymous conference room in the council's building. As he had arrived, he had felt a very apparent feeling of anxiety and tension amongst the few people he saw scurrying to and fro in the long empty corridors of the government building. Only later would he know that the reason was the Yujin Front, information for which remained strictly classified.
As he had arrived, Ahmed Nanjiani and Kareem Falahbakht, the Chief Engineers from VVT Aeronautics and Qizilbash Industries, respectively, had already taken their seat. There was a polite nod of acknowledgement but other than that, there was a cold silence in the room before the Grand Councillor for Defence arrived. Their companies were rivals, that much was clear. While AMC Sikandara had the support of the main Ivernian company's reputation it lacked the experience of its domestic competitors, VVT Aeronautics had extensive experience in upgrading the Mezhist jets that had been bought in the past, while Qizilbash Aeronautics had maintained and serviced the Ivernian AME100 jets in Sikandari service.
Dadakhel, at thirty, was the youngest of the three men. Though in other respects, the three men shared nearly everything in common, all three were from upper-middle class backgrounds, all of them had completed their aeronautical engineering courses in universities in Germania, and all of them had a very strong competitive streak in them.
"Gentlemen," the Grand Councillor said, as he entered, "Sorry if I kept you waiting, I was occupied with an important matter" (He had been authorizing the napalming of communist guerrilla garrisons in the Yujiner Province of Xianbei)
Taking his seat, the man had gotten down straight to business, "As you may know, the technological advances of our friends and foes abroad have left our own capabilities considerably weakened. You, or should I say your firms, have great reputations and now is the time for you all to serve the Empire. It has been decided that it is not a sustainable situation for us to rely on foreign nations to fulfill the future needs of our air force. So, gentlemen, we are authorizing a domestic fighter to be constructed... solely for own use." He then proceeded to outline what were the requirements of the Imperial Air Force.
Three hours later, in his office, Dadakhel opened his briefcase and looked at the documents that had been given to him, along with the other Chief Engineers, all classified documents. Walking up to his telephone, he dialed the number for Aodh-Mor Headquarters: His intention was to brief them about the developments and the possible opportunity for the company. He also asked whether they could send over a team of advisers to assist them. Then, he called a meeting of his design bureau. He was excited but tired and overwhelmed at the task at hand.
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Stepping into his office, Raheel Dadakhel slumped on the sofa under the window, feeling tired and frustrated. He had become the Chief Engineer at AMC Sikandara - the local branch of the Ivernian aeronautical firm - and had been summoned in his very first week to the Council for Defence in Old Shahdara, along with his counterparts from the two domestic Sikandari aeronautical firms which had begun expanding their focus on jets. The meeting had not been held in the Grand Councillor's office but rather in an anonymous conference room in the council's building. As he had arrived, he had felt a very apparent feeling of anxiety and tension amongst the few people he saw scurrying to and fro in the long empty corridors of the government building. Only later would he know that the reason was the Yujin Front, information for which remained strictly classified.
As he had arrived, Ahmed Nanjiani and Kareem Falahbakht, the Chief Engineers from VVT Aeronautics and Qizilbash Industries, respectively, had already taken their seat. There was a polite nod of acknowledgement but other than that, there was a cold silence in the room before the Grand Councillor for Defence arrived. Their companies were rivals, that much was clear. While AMC Sikandara had the support of the main Ivernian company's reputation it lacked the experience of its domestic competitors, VVT Aeronautics had extensive experience in upgrading the Mezhist jets that had been bought in the past, while Qizilbash Aeronautics had maintained and serviced the Ivernian AME100 jets in Sikandari service.
Dadakhel, at thirty, was the youngest of the three men. Though in other respects, the three men shared nearly everything in common, all three were from upper-middle class backgrounds, all of them had completed their aeronautical engineering courses in universities in Germania, and all of them had a very strong competitive streak in them.
"Gentlemen," the Grand Councillor said, as he entered, "Sorry if I kept you waiting, I was occupied with an important matter" (He had been authorizing the napalming of communist guerrilla garrisons in the Yujiner Province of Xianbei)
Taking his seat, the man had gotten down straight to business, "As you may know, the technological advances of our friends and foes abroad have left our own capabilities considerably weakened. You, or should I say your firms, have great reputations and now is the time for you all to serve the Empire. It has been decided that it is not a sustainable situation for us to rely on foreign nations to fulfill the future needs of our air force. So, gentlemen, we are authorizing a domestic fighter to be constructed... solely for own use." He then proceeded to outline what were the requirements of the Imperial Air Force.
Three hours later, in his office, Dadakhel opened his briefcase and looked at the documents that had been given to him, along with the other Chief Engineers, all classified documents. Walking up to his telephone, he dialed the number for Aodh-Mor Headquarters: His intention was to brief them about the developments and the possible opportunity for the company. He also asked whether they could send over a team of advisers to assist them. Then, he called a meeting of his design bureau. He was excited but tired and overwhelmed at the task at hand.
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